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Getting away from it all was one of the best things that someone famous could do. Sometimes it meant getting well away from it. Mariah increased her pace up the bush path. At least here no one would know who she was. She'd had enough of the inhibiting world of the outside. Her ex husband had been terrible, not even letting her go out without a bodyguard. But that was all behind her now. Soon she would make it to the lake side cabin she'd booked and then she could relax without the outside world bothering her.
First she had to get there. The drizzle was fast becoming rain as she walked up the path leading to the cabin. It had been a good days hike but now the weather had been slightly less forgiving than it had been before. She slipped once, landing in a large pool of mud but righting herself quickly.
She flicked some of it off but then decided to keep walking. After all there was no one to see her here and she could change when she got to the cabin. Even under the present weather conditions the cabin looked nice. Right next to a clean and abandoned lake. Isolated enough to give her perfect privacy and more important, a place to get out of the rain. She entered through the front door, which was unlocked and found herself in a beautiful carpeted living room. This wasn't quite what she expected. There was a kitchen, a couch and a television.
Certainly not roughing it but then she was here for the privacy not the lifestyle. She slipped of her pack and then looked through the rooms. There was a large room with a double be, a second room, toilet, cupboard and...
"Wow!" she commented aloud when she saw the bath room. The bath itself was massive, more like a large spa. She soon saw that it was more like a spa and she activated the pump to start filling it.
She returned to the kitchen and looked in the fridge. There were a few bottles of mineral water and all assortment of non-perishable but tasty items. There was one can of coke, her favorite drink, which she took and thirstily consumed. She was about to take her clothes to the bedroom when she decided to be sly instead. She slipped off her dirty clothes and dumped them next to her back pack.
It certainly didn't matter if she was naked here. Grabbing a towel from the cupboard she returned to the now full and steaming bath. She slowly slipped her nude body into the warm water, savoring the relaxing sensation after her days walk. Slowly she reclined in the water. The pool seemed to be made for a human body. Her head rested on a slight indent, perfectly accommodating. She stretched out her arms to the side ledges and her legs down to the ends where more ledges waited. Indeed the whole pool was perfect for reclining in which she intended to do.
Mariah exhaled softly as she warmth ran through her body. She felt as if she could fall asleep here. She realized she could, if she desired, her head would be safe where it was. But it was better to stay awake, simply relaxing. She closed her eyes and let her body soak up the gentle warmth. Above her head a small nozzle, silently puffed of a jet of pink gas into her face. She inhaled it but failed to register anything odd.
Then she slipped from consciousness. The nozzle extended out, folding out a plastic sheath which lowered itself over Mariahs sleeping face. It closed over her lips and nose and began to pump the gas into her. There was no way she was going to wake up now. Inside the bath, manacles appeared from the floor, clamping onto her wrists and ankles so she was fully immobilized. The pool itself began to gently vibrate, stimulating her body gently. She stirred slightly as it did but the gas soon put her into a deeper sleep. Beside her head, further panels rose out of the work. Two domes were pressed against her ears and began emitting low and high frequency sounds. Above her a laser scanned her face.
Once it had done this tiny probes crossed above her. Two small mechanical hands reached down to each eye. They softly pulled up her eyelids so that the unconscious eyes of the singer were exposed. Another device then placed itself over the eyes and began to shoot powerful laser images into her. Because she was unconscious there was no resistance to the hypnotic suggestions which the lights or the sounds were giving her.
Further down the tank her body was becoming more aroused. Floating slightly, her breasts were sticking out of the water, nipples becoming erect with the vibrations. Between her legs her groin was becoming warmer and more active under the water.
Floating from the end of a pool came another probe, linked to the wall. It ran up her legs and attached to her pubic area. Twin arms opened up the lips of her vulva and a high pressure water cannon locked on her clitoris. Immediately it began firing pulses of warm water into her. Though she was unconscious her body responded. Further probes attached to her breasts, stimulating them further and further. Once her body was adequately aroused the lasers and earmuffs stepped up a level, boring relentlessly into her unshielded mind. She twitched slightly but the gas meant that she wouldn't wake up. It didn't take long for the probe to bring her to orgasm but the treatment kept going long after her first or second or even third time coming. Each time she climaxed the hypnotic probes bored deeper into her, implanting their commands. Deeper and deeper...
Mariah blinked. She looked up at the roof of the bathroom. Then she felt her fingers, which were wrinkled slightly. She must have fallen asleep after all. She shook her head and got out of the bath, wiping off with the towel but deciding not to wrap it around her. After all she could walk naked around here. There was no one to see her. She passed the evening lightly. She watched a little television but there wasn't much of interest on. One channel even had one of her own music clips.
"So much for getting away from it all." she laughed.
But in truth she did seem more relaxed now. She cooked herself a light, healthy dinner, walked around the lake before dark, then returned to eat what she'd prepared. Then she read a book she'd brought along and finally decided to go to bed. After all it had been a long day, even if she'd slept a bit in the bath. She giggled at the thought. She brushed her teeth and did her beauty routines. Then she changed out of her clothes. She was okay with nudity, but she wasn't going to walk around the lake like that. She slipped into her silk boxers and singlet then slipped into her comfortable bed. She turned a few times , finding it too hot for the covers. Finally she simply stripped them off and lay on the mattress quickly going to sleep.
While she slept she rolled over several times, At one point lying in the center of the bed on her back. Above her a small panel opened and pink gas spurted into her face. She was fast asleep so she inhaled it. Once she had the nozzle extended, once again forming a mask and covering her mouth and nose so she wouldn't wake up. From around the bed, Mechanical arms began to work. Two grabbed her ankles and stretched them down to the end of the bed. Another two took her wrists and raised them up to above her head. A fifth, smaller hand moved to her waist, gently clasped her boxers and pulled them to her knees. Then it clasped her singlet and lifted it over her head, past the arms and mask. Above her head a helmet slipped out and over her, tightening to her features. It forced her eyes open and began to emit images. So too did the ear pieces work into her mind. Electrodes connected to her temples and began to stimulate various areas of her brain.
From the roof a large machine slid down slowly, sending our various appendages. One ended in a slim, rubbery tip which softly slid down until it had entered her vagina. Another two ended in cups which pressed down onto her breasts. Their rubbery rings were enough to create a vacuum seal and soon her breasts had been sucked up into the cups where electrical and sonic pulses began to stimulate her flesh. She vaginal probe began to vibrate too, a specific appendage of it pressed into her clitoris. The work began. It was very soft and gentle this time. Evoking erotic dreams in Mariahs mind. It never brought her to a full orgasm, simply keeping her highly aroused without release. By the time the cycle was done it was almost dawn.
The probes and helmet uncoupled and the fifth arm pulled up the boxers and returned the singlet to cover her genitals and breasts. Then the arms detached, leaving her limbs free and finally the mask removed with a final puff of gas to make sure. Mariah slowly opened her eyes. She rolled over and looked at the clock. It was 10: 40. She shook her head. She must have been more tired than she'd thought. As she got out of bed she smiled slightly. She remembered having some very pleasant dreams in the night.
She made breakfast, read a little then went for a walk. By the time she returned it was about two in the afternoon and she was hot and sweaty. She entered the house and considered a bath. In truth what she wanted was a swim but she hadn't thought to bring a bathing suit. Then she smiled to herself, stripped of all her clothes and ran outside, diving into the lake. It was quite cold, a little more than she expected and she felt it tingle as it ran through her naked body. It was amazingly pleasant however. She swam about for a short time then realized she had to answer natures call.
Thinking better of going outside she run dripping into the house and used the toilet. She had almost finished when she heard a soft humming. She couldn't locate it in the small room but it had to be somewhere. There was a sudden puff of something and she wore that she saw pink but then her world went black. Twin nozzles extended from the tank behind her forming a tight mask that pushed her head back.
Here a helmet extended and covered her head. It began the hypnotic images and impulses quickly. Two arms came from the walls and took her arms out at right angles to her body. From behind her a clamp went about her waist insuring she was straight. From the floor manacles clamped her ankles. Two devices extended from the wall behind her, ending in cones that quickly engulfed her breasts tightly.
From under her a probe entered her body and pressed her clitoris. It soon began its intense vibration. Likewise the breast attachments weren't vibrators but pneumatic pumps which rapidly began chugging away at her shaking bosom. She came very quickly as she was supposed to and the next orgasm wasn't far behind. While she could sleep in bed or in a bath, here had to be fast and heavy. It was only five minutes and fourteen orgasms before the machines detached totally. Cold water hosed down on her body and a sharp electrical jolt brought her back. Mariah blinked. Pink? Of course not. She finished her work and returned to the lake to end her swim.
Evening came and darkness fell. It was warm enough for Mariah to walk around the house naked which she decided to do. She didn't realize that the programming in her mind had made this desire more powerful than it would ever have been. She sat on the couch with the lights out and watched television. There wasn’t a lot on but she sat for a while any way. Flicking through the channels she came across what seemed like a bizarre music video. The sound was warped and distorted though rhythmic and the image on the screen was twisted and morphing designs in many colors. She almost switched channels but there was something in the music that she found appealing. It was oddly relaxing and she soon put the remote down to listen to it. The images moved in time with the sounds which seemed to drone on and on in repeating patterns. Mariah couldn't understand why they were so compelling however.
"MORE. TONE!" words flashed on the screen one after the other.
Mariah blinked twice then decided to comply. She picked up the remote and raised the tone of the television. As she did the music started to sound better and better until at last it was a high rolling whine in the room. The images seemed to become faster as she moved up the volume.
"COME. CLOSER!"
Mariah got up off the couch and walked over to the large TV. The images seemed better close up.
"KNEEL!"
She knelt down in front of the screen, her face bathed in the changing lights.
"MARIAH ... CARREY!"
"Yes?" she responded, confused that he television was talking to her
"YOU.. ARE.. A.. WOMAN!"
"Of course."
"YOU HAVE BREASTS!"
"So.."
Under the television a panel flicked open and two tubes appeared, ending in a thumb sized rubber cup.
"YOU WILL TAKE THE CUPS AND STICK THEM ON YOUR NIPPLES!"
"No." she refused.
The lights flashed faster and the whine went higher pitched though she touched nothing.
"YOU WILL TAKE THE CUPS AND STICK THEM ON YOUR NIPPLES!"
The word was highlighted and buzzed with sound. Slowly she reached down and took the wires. She pressed each nib onto her nipples, letting them suck on to her.
"YOU ARE A WOMAN!"
"yes."
Another panel opened, this time revealing a cylinder.
"YOU WILL INSERT THE CYLANDIR INTO YOU VAGINA!"
"NO!" she was adamant.
"YOU WILL INSERT THE CYLANDIR INTO YOU VAGINA!"
"No."
"YOU WILL INSERT THE CYLANDIR INTO YOU VAGINA!"
As it commanded her she felt a painful electrical jolt shoot through her nipples.
"YOU WILL INSERT THE CYLANDIR INTO YOU VAGINA!"
"YOU WILL INSERT THE CYLANDIR INTO YOU VAGINA!"
"YOU WILL INSERT THE CYLANDIR INTO YOU VAGINA!"
Trembling she took the cylinder and slipped it into herself. It was warm and smooth, gliding easily inwards. Two Panels opened on the sides of the appliance from which two open manacles extended.
"YOU WILL PLACE YOUR HANDS IN THE RESTRAINTS!"
She lifted her arms and placed her wrists as commanded. The bracelets clamped tight. Now forced close to the screen, her face was consumed in the flowing images. The sound was piercing now but she no longer heard it as such.
"YOU WILL NOT RESIST!"
"No." she whispered. "HHHUUUGGGGHHH."
The cups on her breasts started to suckle her heavily, also electrocuting her.
"YOU WILL NOT RESIST!"
"N...n. .n.nooo wwwaAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
She felt the cylinder start to spin, its smooth surface becoming ribbed and undulating.
"YOU WILL NOT RESIST!"
"YOU WILL NOT RESIST!"
"YOU WILL NOT RESIST!"
"YOU WILL NOT RESIST!"
"NaaNNNNaaaNNNNNNaaaaNNNNNNN!" she struggled between gritting her teeth and gasping for air.
"YOU!!! WILL!!! NOT!!! RESIST!!!"
"n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n!" she shuddered in time with the vibrations as it drove into her mind.
The night was much like any other: Walking, reading, brushing teeth, make up, bed, drugging, incapacitation, masturbation and brainwashing.
This time however she was kept semi conscious for the treatment so she would be aware of what was happening to her. Even drugged as she was her eyes were wide with terror. They were also wide with the clamps but that was immaterial.
"You will not resist!" a mechanical voice droned through the helmet.
"I will." she puffed through the mask.
In response the machines worked harder, buffeting her body with pleasure and piercing her mind.
"You are weak Mariah Carrey. Your body is weak. You will not resist."
"I will." she repeated weakly.
The device began to vibrate incredibly fast at her clitoris and the pumps worked even harder at her breasts. Because she was awake her mind had been able to resist orgasm but she was weakening.
"Your mind is weak Mariah Carrey. Your body is weak. We will break you mind. We will break your body. You will climax. You will orgasm. You will not resist."
The lights became more piercing.
"No.." she refused.
The machines worked even harder. Now the clitoris stimulator was a blur and the pumps were moving up and down at a tremendous rate.
"YOU WILL NOT RESIST MARIAH CARREY. YOU WILL ORGASM!"
"NO!"
"ORGASM! COME! CLIMAX!"
The machines pumped faster and faster, light swirled and sounds rang out.
"NNNAAAAAAAOOOOOOOO!"
Mariah howled as an amazingly intense orgasm ripped through her. She shook and quivered but the arms held her in place firmly. As she came the hypnotic helmet shattered into her mind.
"You belong to us Mariah Carrey!"
"Yes." she panted as her mind was sapped away.
Mariah woke with a start. She wasn't sure if she'd slept well. She seemed to have had some sort of nightmare but she couldn't recall. She slipped out of bed and had a shower, she was covered in sweat. Obviously it had been a hot night. While she stood in the cold water she thought she heard a knock. Then she was sure of it. She exited the shower and hastily threw on a tee-shirt, wrapping a towel about her waist. She opened the door.
"Er.. Hello." A man said, somewhat shocked to see her.
"Who are you?" she asked cautiously.
"I'm Nathan. Nathan Reed? This is my house."
"Your house?"
"Yes. I take it you rented it out and stayed longer than you thought."
"No! I'm here all week."
"Oh dear." he scratched his head. " The agents must have got it wrong.
May I come in?"
"It's your house." she motioned and he walked into the living room.
"Er.. You're Mariah Carrey right?"
"Yes."
"Singer aren't you?"
"You don't know?"
"I'm not much of a music sort. But I am here for the next few days officially. I suppose I can leave if you want privacy."
"No. That's fine. You don't mind sharing do you?"
He smiled and Mariah suddenly realized how attractive he was.
"Not at all." she smiled.
"Um." he said nervously.
"Yes?"
"You wearing a white shirt and.."
She looked down at her chest, nipples and breasts fully visible through the thin wet fabric. "Oh sorry." she hastily removed the shirt, dropping it to a sopping heap on the floor. As she did her bosom bounced up and down slightly.
"The towels a little wet too."
"Oh yeah." she dropped it to the floor, exposing her nude body to him.
"You should go and change." he smiled.
She shook her head. "Yeah." she walked out of the room, butt and breasts bouncing as she move.
Nathan smiled. The house had done it's job.
THE END
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